Nathan Exposed » The man of the house.

Let’s take a trip in the time machine back to the 1950’s.

Guys were the “man of the house” and the women were just there to cook and clean. God forbid they should have any say in the decisions or choices.

Now fast forward to 2007. I’m upstairs working when I hear the doorbell, proceeded by knocking. Everyone knows to call ahead before coming over, including neighbors, so I knew it couldn’t be any of my friends. As usual, I ignore the door, knowing it’s nobody I want to see.

The knocking and doorbell ringing continued, so I began to worry that maybe one of the neighborhood kids was injured and needed help. I came downstairs and opened the door to find a man dressed up in a suite, a big shit eating grin on his face.

“Hi, are you the man of the house?” has asked, extending his hand forward.

“Oh, does that mean my partner is ‘the woman’?” I asked sarcastically.

I slammed the door in his face and went back upstairs. Ugh.

I know I was being harsh, but that’s so obnoxious to assume every man must have a wife. Rodney and I treat each other as equals and we’re both the men of the house.

Furthermore, even if I did have a wife, I wouldn’t call myself the “man of the house” because I feel like that’s belittling to them.

Fri, Sep 28, 2007 @ 5:56 pm | Filed in Gay | Permalink

1 Comment

Weird, these situations…..
I remember a young kid, barely working age, trying to sell me a mobile phone at the mall one day……”do you want one for your wife” or “how about your girlfriend” “or your mom”……and I finally had to yell out, in public, loudly, in the mall…..HOW ABOUT MY BOYFRIEND. He said, Hey, yeah, whatever is good!

Posted by Lewis on Sat, Sep 29, 2007 @ 10:21 am